Slithery Things

The Snakes, by Sadie Jones. A new novel which isn’t really about reptilia. Even if they are supposedly residing in the attic of a ramshackle hotel in the South of France. It’s more about the slippery slum-lord patriarch of an uber-rich British family and his slithery wife. Yes. Sounds familiar and cliché. But. Hey. It’s a summer read.

Big slimy monsters are no match for the horrifying writing and acting in this season’s Stranger Things. Unless you are trapped under a rock with a tv, don’t waste a minute on the vapid venomoid series.

Speaking of creepy crawlers. Today’s arrest of the Lolita Express’ Jeffrey Epstein. Extreme sequel to Anthony’s Weiner.